Author: berrybloomsims

Clover: But then he was all, the loser has to shave their eyebrows off. Of course, I just had to accept.

Fox: Who ended up winning?

Clover: [laughs] Bonsai always talked the talk, but outside of books there wasn’t much he could do well. I also happened to be Peanut Brittle Bay’s reigning Ice Fishing champion.

Fox: Bye, bye Bonsai’s eyebrows. 

Clover: It took a whole month for them to grow back properly!

[both laugh for a few minutes]

Fox: What did Bonsai end up doing for a living anyway? Did he become an ice fisher? Because that would be hilarious.

Clover: Uh… no. I don’t know much about what Bonsai does. Whatever it is it’s “classified” as he always likes to rub in my face. All I know is he works for Macaron Pharmaceuticals.

Fox: Macaron what-a-whats?

Clover: [giggles] They develop… wait…. [pauses]  Where did Ember and Lubomir go?

viper-fish:

she’s wearing black and i’m wearing black
and she put me in a casket

@berrybloomsims turned me into a berry simblr after gifting me with one (1) soft red boii whom ive already corrupted. his name is karma and he listens to screamo on his way to church. the green booger is forest. goodnight

Bish that boy was birthed from my undying (and borderline obsessive) love for you. No corruption necessary.

I could feel it coming before it happened.

What “it” was, I didn’t know, but from the moment I woke up to the moment I got the call, I felt it in my bones. There was something about that day that was just off. A feeling that I just couldn’t shake.

Cosmo: Can’t you just stay home?

Riegel: You know I would if I could, but we’re short-handed.

Cosmo: Please?

You laugh that deep roaring of a laugh that you would do when you think I’m “being adorable,” as you would say, and pinch the bridge of my nose.

Riegel: Cosmo, don’t be difficult.

Cosmo: I’m not being difficult.

I shivered as your hands slide down my arms and you pull me closer, resting your forehead against mine.

Riegel: Eight hours. Just wait, eight hours and I’m yours for the whole weekend.

Cosmo: The whole weekend, huh?

Riegel: Promise.

I should have held you longer, tighter… begged you to stay. But I didn’t. Now it’s too late.

🎵

Altair: Wait, are you serious? You’re just going to quit?! I even gave you advice on how to get to her.

Clover: Oh berry please tell me that you didn’t. You promised you wouldn’t meddle.

Altair: How can I not meddle? I just want you to be happy, Clover.

Granite: I think I’m just… going…. to… [slinks off]

Altair: Are you at least finding someone to connect with during all of this? [plops down]

Clover: [mumbing into cup] Maybe, maybe not. They’ve been a little weird about the whole thing. But hey, who knows? The love guru said my love life is going to suck major berry balls anyways.

Altair: Clover how many of those drinks have you had?

Clover: Hmm… maybe one… two… or three? I don’t know. Who’s counting?

Altair: Clover you should probably–

Clover: Oh hey, it’s Fox. I should go talk to him. So, nice talking, but you know… gotta go find true love, or whatever it is that I’m supposed to be doing here.

Altair: CLOVER!